"𝙄𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜."
She was the Princess of Panchala, the most beautiful one ever born. She was the north star in the sky new moon, the one, shining so bright that other li...
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"Bhratashree I can sense some commotion there." Nakul said pointing towards a small settlement seen at some distance from there current place.
As decided by Krishna, the Hastinapur family had left for Panchal the next morning. At that specific minute, they were standing on the borders of Panchal, the same place where Nakul and Arjun had camped on their way to Dwarka.
Arjun had been all gloomy since then, until he noticed the state they had headed to.
"Isn't this the way to Panchal, jyesht?" Arjun asked Yudhishthir frowning.
"Yes anuj." Yudhishthir smiled, "This is where your soon-to-wife lives. Haven't you heard of the fireborn princess?"
Fireborn princess?
The word clicked in Arjun's mind, and all his melancholy ran back to Hastinapur. He passed Krishna a wide grin. The all-knower chuckled at his Parth's childishness.
"Happy?" He questioned Arjun through his eyes.
"More that I ever could be!" Arjun answer in the same way; and then all the way long, his patience was negligible.
"Shall I check on the place, jyesht?" Arjun asked as he gave a soft tug on the reins of the white horse he was ridding on.
Yudhisthir nodded his head at Arjun, "We will wait for you here." Arjun set of for the place before his eyes widened looking at the scene. His grip on the Gandiva tightened and hazels burned with rage.
Demons were running behind innocent people, looting and killing them mercilessly. Their huts were set on fire, burning many of the lives under the heated wood.
Blood splashed as one of the sinner killed a newborn. Arjun closed his eyes in pain. Blood was what the warriors played with and Vijaya was no exception, but killing of a newborn in front of his eyes was something he could no bear.
The demon laughed bathing himself in blood, until he saw another child.
Sensing a strong gaze of evil on her child, the mother pulled it closer to her, trying to protect themselves.
The hellhound smirked and walked in their direction with his axe, which was stained with innocent blood.
Tears ran down the child's eyes and he tried to hide himself in his mother's safe embrace. His mother pleaded the demon to leave them but the devil did not budge.
Raising the axe higher, it was about to pass through the flesh when a sword stopped it.
The loud band made all the demons stop all the sins they were doing and glance at the heavenly beauty with raw lust.
